Hot Air Lyrics

Is this a social norm I'm too dumb to get

Am I too cynical, too prone to forget

Was that a joke I'm forbidden to crack

Am I too hollow, too stiff in the back

Did you conjure up a new feeling to feel

Do I just feel with my brain too much

Did I just watch you reinvent the wheel

So you could walk without a crutch

I think you're addicted to knowing you're better than me

The way I'm addicted to sucking clouds of hot air

We'll both get what we've asked for, a slap on the cheek

And a lifelong game of solitaire

In churches where they caught you doing the deed

The only book that you'll ever read

I'm captivated by that book you read

But I'm illiterate, born and bred

It's so cool the way you talk about things

The more things you talk about the less you do

And the angelic men that told you those things

Were they around when your rent was due?

I think you're addicted to knowing you're better than me

The way I'm addicted to sucking clouds of hot air

We'll both get what we've asked for, a slap on the cheek

And a lifelong game of solitaire